The old beggar's laughter was very loud, coupled with the sloppy body and the pungent smell on his body, which immediately attracted a lot of disgusted eyes.

On the high platform, Dongfeng Po glanced at the old beggar slightly, and then turned his gaze back and continued to watch the duel in the ring.

The old beggar picked up the wine gourd on his waist, opened the cork and took a big sip, and said loudly to the little beggar beside him: "Disciple, look, this is the so-called Sacred Heart Peak Dispute in the Eastern Regions now. ”

Hearing this, the little beggar showed a look of disdain and sneered: "In my opinion, the two strongest people in this so-called Sacred Heart Realm are nothing more than that. ”

"It's full of nonsense!"

Those who heard the words couldn't help but glance at the little beggar with disdain, and then continued to look back at the wonderful duel in the ring.

At this moment, a disciple of the Qilin Sect stepped forward and shouted, "Where did the stinky beggar come from, he didn't weigh how many catties and taels he had, so he came here to fart." ”

When the little beggar heard this, his eyes suddenly froze, and he said, "Boy, you scold me?"

The disciple of the Qilin Sect suddenly raised his voice and said, "Lao Tzu scolded you, how can you ......?"

Syllable... Syllable!

With two crisp sounds, the disciple of the Qilin Sect squatted down and covered his cheeks, and when he stood up, he saw two large palm prints appear on his face.

Yan Hongchen's pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "What a fast body!"

Almost as we were talking, the little beggar walked away like the wind at his feet, and when he stepped forward, he slapped back to the place with two slaps.

The speed of the little beggar's body just now was almost no less than the blood shadow step that Yan Hongchen urged with all his might.

The disciple of the Qilin Sect rubbed his hot cheeks, and immediately said angrily: "Which bastard beats me, there is a kind of stand up for Lao Tzu." ”

Syllable... Syllable!

There were two more crisp sounds, and this disciple of the Qilin Sect saw a figure coming in front of him, and his eyes were dark and he couldn't see who it was, so he had already squatted down again, covering his cheeks and screaming in pain.

This slap can be said to be strong enough, and this disciple of the Qilin Sect actually spit out a bloody tooth.

It can be seen that this little beggar is really not light.

"Isn't he afraid of the power of the Qilin Sect behind him?"

Some cultivators who saw the little beggar make a move had this idea in their hearts.

"Fuck, what a son of a son beating me, I'm ......"

There were two more snaps, and before the disciple of the Qilin Sect continued to scold, he was greeted with two slaps, and this time, he was directly knocked unconscious.

Finding that he had passed out, two disciples of the Qilin Sect hurriedly came over to check, and at the same time, Wei Yan also noticed the movement here, and flashed over.

After checking the injury, Wei Yan looked around, looking for the source of the palm print aura left on the disciple's face.

Immediately, his eyes stayed on the little beggar, Wei Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "This little brother, it's inevitable that the shot is too heavy." ”

The little beggar stepped forward, not afraid at all, and said, "If you have no mouth, I will slap him a few times." ”

When Wei Yan heard this, he didn't take himself seriously like this, and in the face of his own Qilin Deputy Sect Master, he dared not to give face, wanting to be angry.

A disciple of the Qilin Sect said a few words in Wei Yan's ear, telling the little beggar his disdain for the ring just now.

Wei Yan thought about it for a while, looked at the little beggar again, looked at his body and appearance, and then combined his cultivation.

"Could it be that this little beggar is the descendant of a big man?"

Wei Yan suppressed his anger and asked tentatively, "Little brother, which sect master's descendant?"

The little beggar crossed his hands in front of his chest and said with a smile: "There is no door and no faction, as for my master, it is the old beggar next to me." ”

Wei Yan was stunned when he heard this, and immediately looked at the old beggar who was drinking by himself, but he was puzzled, he sensed it, and the old beggar had no breath fluctuations around him.

In addition to being an ordinary person, that is, a strong person who surpasses himself, but if it is not the king realm, how can he hide his aura in front of him?

Wei Yan is not a stupid person, this Qingying Sect is so strong, how can an ordinary old beggar come up?

But then again, where are there so many sect kings in the Eastern Regions, such as the powerhouses in the realm of sect kings, how can they dress up sloppy and smelly?

Unless, this old beggar has a high-level spiritual weapon hidden in his body, thinking of this, Wei Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Wei Yan looked angry and said, "Little brother, if you hurt the people of my Qilin Sect, do you know that my Qilin Sect is not easy to provoke?"

The little beggar laughed when he heard this, and said, "Okay, old fellow, I don't care what Qilin Sect you are or not Qilin Sect, the little master is beaten and beaten, what do you want to do with me?"

"Shaft, look for death!"

Although in this kind of scene, it is ungraceful to shoot at the juniors, but this little beggar has no dignity, and he leaves no room for words everywhere, and does not take him as a clan-level powerhouse in his eyes at all.

"Who can bear it, but it can't be endured. ”

Wei Yan raised his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly the little beggar was born out of thin air, and a big hand condensed by the knife intent was slapped down, this big hand carried the power to crush the space, and the little beggar was about to be killed on the spot.

If a sect-level powerhouse like Wei Yan wants to kill a little beggar with a milky heart, it is not as simple as pinching an ant to death.

The little beggar did not move, not afraid of this huge force, but the old beggar beside him moved, slowly put down the flask and opened his cloudy eyes.

"Humph!"

A heavy snort came from the old beggar's mouth, and the blow from Wei Yan's fury was completely shaken and dissipated.

"Ah, is it really the king of the sect?"

Wei Yan suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart, dared to hug his fists, and said: "I don't know that the predecessor is here, the deputy sect master of the Qilin Sect, Wei Yan is polite!"

The old beggar pretended to be crazy and stupid, and said, "Senior, Sect Master Wei, what do you say about me? I'm just an old beggar, are you mistaken?"

Wei Yan was also depressed at the moment, the old man's snort just now was definitely the power that overtook the Holy Sect, unless it was a strong sect king, he couldn't do it at all, so easily defused his angry blow.

At this time, the east wind that was sitting upright on the high platform broke down, and the figure disappeared in place as soon as it moved, and reappeared, already standing in front of the old beggar.

Dongfeng Po laughed and said, "Drunken maniac, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, what are you competing with a junior?"

When the old beggar saw the visitor, he was not surprised, and as if he had expected it, he took a sip of wine from the gourd.

"The old man hasn't played enough, so you came to dismantle my platform, but then again, you sword maniac has also broken through, and you haven't seen you for more than three hundred years, so don't come unharmed. ”

Hearing this, Dongfeng broke a smile and said: "It's just a fluke to break through, I didn't expect you, an old drunkard, to break through, I thought you were already dead." ”

The old beggar was suddenly unhappy, and scolded: "Bah, how can you talk about the sword maniac? Damn it, haven't you heard of a saying that the stench will remain for 10,000 years? ”

As he spoke, the old beggar lifted it to the east wind, and the hole in the stinking armpit was broken.

Dongfeng Po suddenly moved back, waved his hand, and said, "Don't come here if you stand, the old man is afraid that he will be smoked by you, so he will have to sit down." ”

When everyone present heard this, they couldn't help laughing, dare to love this unfathomable old beggar, is he here to be funny?

Tie Wuxin also flashed at this moment, hugged his fists and said: "This is the wine saint that Shizun often mentions, right? ”

When the old beggar saw the visitor, he said, "I have a deep friendship with this sword maniac, and since you are his apprentice, why should you be polite?"

"Well, that's right, the Immortal Sword Body has already been condensed in the Saint Sect Realm, and your generation of Sword Washing Pavilion Masters is really blue. ”

Tie Wuxin was humble and said: "The predecessors have a good reputation, and they are all the credit of the teacher. ”

The old beggar laughed when he heard this, and said, "Come on, others don't know this sword maniac, how many catties and taels does he have?"

Dongfeng Po interrupted the old beggar to continue his nonsense, looked at the high platform, and said, "Mu Feng, a few of you come over to meet the seniors of the Wine Saint!"

When Qing Mufeng heard this, he came over and saluted the old beggar respectfully.

At this moment, Wei Yan still doesn't know who the other party is, he still wants to kill his apprentice just now, he really regrets it, this is the wine saint of the Eastern Regions.

Cheng Yu jumped up with a scream, wiped his eyes vigorously, and said, "Could it be that this is really the wine saint wine madman in the Eastern Regions back then, the world-shattering ghost, Liu Changye?"

The same eyes showed a burning look that had never been seen before, this is something that everyone who knows him knows, unless there is something very shocking, the pure void prince will never behave like this.

Yan Hongchen was puzzled and asked, "This wine saint wine madman, who is Liu Changye?"

Cheng Yu calmed down and said, "My brother Yan, don't you know such people?

Immediately, Cheng Yu told what he knew.

Five hundred years ago, there were four realms of the gods.

Four uniques, meaning four peerless people.

And this Eastern Regions alone occupies two uniques, one is the sword master, the sword saint Dongfeng Po, who is known as the sword idiot.

Then this second place is this drunken Liu Changye, who is known as a drunkard in the world. This is an alternative in the world of cultivators, he created the way of wine, everyone in the world is happy with wine, but he Liu Changye is the way of wine.

Here, I have to say that the way of this wine, Liu Changye has made countless wines in his life, and many of the wines he personally brewed are tens of millions of spirit stones and have nowhere to buy.

For example, the condensing wine drunk at the Qingying Sect's feast was brewed from the wine recipe prepared by the Wine Sanctuary back then.

The value of this condensing wine alone today is incomparably precious, and the condensing wine has a wonderful use, which is to help cultivators clear distracting thoughts, play a role in assisting cultivation, and often drink it to enhance spiritual power.

However, in the wine holy wine recipe, this condensing wine is only an inferior thing, and this high-grade wine is one of those good wines that is rare to see in a lifetime, and it has a spiritual wine that helps cultivators improve their cultivation.

After creating the way of wine, Liu Changye created the drunken martial arts, which can be combined with the cultivation of the wine he brewed, and they can achieve a complementary combination.

After creating this drunken martial arts path back then, Liu Changye was still a cultivator in the Holy Emperor realm, but with his self-created Dao alone, there were almost few opponents in the same realm in the Eastern Regions, and only the sword idiot at that time could compete with it.

Liu Changye's life can be said to be shameless for how many days he has lost, and Dongfeng Po is also difficult to find a confidant and Taoist in his life.

After such a meeting, of course, they finally became good friends. The wine recipe for this condensing wine was given to Dongfeng by Liu Changye.

But three hundred years ago, Liu Changye, who had successfully broken through the Holy Sect, suddenly disappeared from the world one day and was never seen again, and many people thought that he had fallen.

Nowadays, many people still turn to the classics about him, and they still admire Liu Changye very much, and secretly say that it is a pity that such a shocking ghost talent.

The arrogant saying: "Heaven does not give birth to my willow long night, and the eternal avenue is a long night." ”

That's it, it came from the mouth of his Liu Changye, but it was such a bold and reckless statement, but it really became the swan song of his amazing life.

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